Explosion
A red tailed hawk swooped in on the conversation, shuffling her feet and preening nervously. "hey guys!" she chirruped, a mug of tea in her primaries. "oh, hey," the males grunted. "no frags yet," she sighed.
Conquering the Wild- A Clean Lynx TF
Her ears lengthened to hear its distant cry, the cry of a red-tailed hawk. she shrugged off her hat; her ears were perfectly warm as they were. after a moment of consideration, she slipped off her coat too.
Academy Days
The red-tailed hawk stood in the middle of the blue sphere, staring absently at the various pictures and text that floated around him.
Academy Days Part 3
Tags: no sex, sci-fi, red-tailed hawk, eagle, various species, simulation, combat, strategy, hacking,
Anima: The Broken Wing Chapter 1
#1 of anima: the broken wing lyall has been living his new life as a red tailed hawk for over a year. ever since completing his change, he has thought about his past and what his life could have been.
Academy Days 2
Tags: no sex, sci-fi, bully, conflict, fight, academy, bird, eagle, hawk, red-tailed hawk,
The Newland Chronicals: Mother
In the doorway, standing in front of carlof was a tall evil looking red-tailed hawk with several other devious looking men behind him. his laugh seemed to roar through the empty room like the sea itself.
Anima Chapter 19
I am lyall williams, a red-tailed hawk.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 21: To Catch the Wind
The red-tailed hawk flared its wings wide in an unmistakable _don’t you dare_ gesture. “i _see_ you, axton,” roran grinned, “and i respect your feathers.”
Life of Honor
The red-tailed hawk gave his spear one last twirl as the demons came, summoning the last of his reserves, the last of his _chi,_ and the last of his strength. he could not fly, but he could jump.
Invisible Wings, 1/4
I made my fursona a red-tailed hawk ... " i started sweating again, as i said it. it felt like the words were sacred. "and?" "and that's it. i never 'came out;' i never posted on any yokai boards or anything. i just went back to being a furry."
The Hotline
Then, he thought to look up the stairs, and saw a middle-aged gentleman looking down at him, a red-tailed hawk. "evening, mr. harwood," the wolf said politely, pulling off his jacket and giving it a shake. his tail was wet; it dripped as he flicked it.